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  1. Bill somehow managed to make his mask frown. "Am Bill, Bill Statue..." Bill stared down the 'Princesses'. In all honesty, they did not seem like they had years ago, but Bill wasn't fooled. Molestia was a tyrant, and her sister was a sociopath, heck, everyone under the old empire had been. All he knew, was alicorn=bad. That was a constant fact, regardless of the situation. "Now!" Bill stated. "Why are here?! Is this you fault?"
  2. Bill backed up. There were alicorns. 3. filthy. alicorns. He remembered meeting two of them, the white one and the blue one, and both of them had been ruthlessly spooky when he had. Moon bloke seemed to know the one he didn't, but regardless, if he was under the guidance of her. "Molestia!" Bill stated, having half forgotten her name, "What you doing here? Why would tyrant like you enter this place? Begone!" Bill, honestly, was worried for his life. He'd seen what the larger two were capable of, and frankly, it frightened him. He got up onto his hind legs shakily, wobbling as if he were on stilts, and pointed at the white horse. "Leave this place, or..." Bill trailed off, and looked to Indy, he was his only ally in this fight now, since homeless bloke was useless, and yellow and moon bloke would most likely side with the spooky ones. He waited in silence, hoping for a pin to drop.
  3. Bill stood up shakily. "Woah there, bros! We are cool dudes! Have done nothing wrong! Real target is over there!" Bill pointed up the stairs with one of his jittering hooves. "We're good dudes! Spooky fellow just stole shiny thing and buggered off! Should chase him!"
  4. Bill looked up "Indy? Could you give bit of help? Am bit broken right now..." He had to admit, Indicus was pretty spooky, but right now the yellow mare and moon bloke were doing some lovey dovey crap, so Indicus was the only one left that may be able to keep him together until he could reconnect to himself.
  5. Bill looked up at him. "No, should be fine, just need to have myself together for a bit. Do you have saddle bag you could put me in or...?" Bill didn't question the sudden arrival of the newcomer, right now, he was quite literally in pieces, and would accept any help he could get, but he had to admit... this guy seemed a bit...off.
  6. Here's a challenge. Draw this bloke, please. Position doesn't matter, so long as the mask has the same expression.
  7. Came here looking for Fallout 4 jokes, left with a better understanding of music. Cheers
  8. Bill continued rolling on his baguette train, until he was stopped by a force so evil it stole his breath, stairs. He raised his head, trying not to push any of his bones off of the bread sticks. "Hey! Magic horses! Need help!" Of course, this wasn't the first time it had happened, there had been multiple cases in which he had been forced to wait years for his bones to turn back up near him, but of all times to lose a limb, let alone all of them this really wasn't it. Keeping this in mind, Bill began to push the bones on the edge of the baguettes back towards them as he waited for someone to help out.
  9. Having been hit once more, Bill was now a ribcage on the ground. He was still determined to show his strength though. Bill released a high, raspy scream, summoning a baguette treadmill in front of him, as to "keep on rolling". He was to catch this fiend, not because he was spooky, but because he wanted to prove his worth to the other magic horses.
  10. Bill took the brunt of the bolts, losing two of his ribs and the other fore-leg. Despite this, he attempted to push himself forward with his hind legs, his face grating against his other bones as he advanced, looking almost like a deranged steam train.
  11. Having been hit twice now, and struggling to keeping up with the others, Bill found himself falling behind. Of course, this was to be expected when you have to carry your own scorched leg. Naturally though, Bill soldiered on. He, being dead, couldn't actually feel pain, though he thought this was a part of his being a magic horse. He just had to pull himself together, so to speak, or else he would have a hard time getting around later. Bill hobbled down the hallway in pursuit of the shady character.
  12. Bill, stopped for a second, but regained his composure, stating, "Will speak to you over tea, tea and crumpets are good conversation food." Bill was intrigued, the pony he was facing seemed to be legitimately powerful, in fact, he was sure he'd met her at one point. Regardless, he wasn't actually hungry, he honestly just wanted to be around more people, just in case this woman did anything spooky. Bill never felt hungry, actually, he never felt anything, he knew that things like needing to eat and drink were normal for living things, but for some reason, a healthy magic... No. He WAS a magic horse, there was no doubt about that, they'd all told him so.
  13. Ness in SB, PK Fire is literal cancer.
  14. "Ha! You can not fool Bill!" Bill could see everyone was stumped, now was the time to take action with his next level puzzle solving skills. Bill put the baguette out in front of him, and began to spin in circles until he hit the invisible invader. Heck, am clever, Bill thought to himself, as he spun aimlessly through the room.
  15. Bill summoned a stale baguette by his side, standing on his hind legs, holding the baguette like a sword. "No worries! Will catch him!" Bill ran towards the door Silver had gestured to, kicking it down, a la GI Joe. Bill couldn't care less if this was a bad idea, Silver could make rats, and the spooky bloke could make swords, it was time for Bill to prove himself.
  16. Bill spun his paper bag mask in a 360 before answering with... "Am Bill Statue, centuries old magic horse. Have great power, my knowledge is that of..." Bill trailed off. He knew he knew a lot but what level of knowledge did he have? He wasn't really up with the times... He'd heard of a Molestia though, and the people speaking of her seemed impressed...so... "...Higher than that of the great, Molestia!" Bill stood in a heroic pose, waiting for praise.
  17. Bill puffed out his non-existent chest. "No worries!Have defeated many monsters! Even spiders quiver in fear at the sight of Bill! Shall come to protect you 3!" In all honesty, Bill couldn't remember if he'd done anything noteworthy, but regardless, these guys seemed pretty cool, and might help Bill in his quest to become a better magic horse... which he definitely was.
  18. I posted twice whoops
  19. The tricky thing about magic is that it's like a lie. Sometimes they can be for good, and sometimes not, yet, in the end, it does not exist, nor does anything it entails. An idea, with no mass, yet the power to fuel or destroy nations. This is the same with morals, conflict, creativity, religion and, of course, friendship. Or something like that, either way, you're cool with us.
  20. The tricky thing about magic is that it's like a lie. Sometimes they can be for good, and sometimes not, yet, in the end, it does not exist, nor does anything it entails. An idea, with no mass, yet the power to fuel or destroy nations. This is the same with morals, conflict, creativity, religion and, of course, friendship. Or something like that, either way, you're cool with us.
  21. @SilverMoon Bill turned to the unicorn next to him, not really knowing what to say. He knew he spoke good English, but meaningless chat had never been his forte. Regardless, he decided to give it a shot. "So...you do magic horse things? You are good at the spells?" He asked, hoping to break the ice.
  22. Although no one could see it under the mask, Bill's jaw dropped. "Am not undead! Am MAGIC HORSE!" He grated. Bill was a little angry to say this least, he'd just arrived, no one had offered him a drink, and... oh yeah... "Regardless, am hungry... am also thirsty. Long walk will take a lot out of LIVING being." He approached her to put the LIVING across. "What would you like? Am running out of time to be doing other things."
  23. Bill turned towards Amethyst, his paper bag mask crinkling. "Must say, pretty suspiscious. It like evil villain for book." Bill looked towards the blue unicorn. "Oh yes, cheers, am Bill Statue. Am best magic horse." Bill grabbed the baguette from earlier, placing it under his nose, as a kind of proof that he was whom he said he was.
  24. Bill raised himself on his hind legs, raising the baguette he had summoned above his head, as if it were or sword or banner. "Am Bill! Am Bill Statue! Am centuries old magic horse!" Bill looked around to see if anyone else were basking in his awesomeness, but only noticed a little blob of black silk bouncing around the halls. "Hey, other magic horse, look. It's an odd thing."
  25. "Also apologise, do not realise spook level. See anything?" ​Bill looked over the balcony, then he realised something.​ ​"Hey! You are magic horse! Am magic horse! Know cool spell." And with that Bill lowered the horn on0 paper bag to the floor,and let loose a series of constipated grunts, until, suddenly, a steaming baguette popped into existence between them. Bill looked up at the mare, hoping for a reaction. ​
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